星期一, 6月 19, 2006

Happy Birthday For Her

Unplayed Pianoby Damien RiceCome and see meSing me to sleepCome and free meHold me if i need to weepMaybe it's not the seasonMaybe it's not the yearMaybe there's no good reasonWhy i'm locked up insideJust cause they wanna hide meThe moon goes brightThe darker they make my night

Unplayed pianosAre often by a windowIn a room where nobody's love goesShe sits alone with her silent songSomebody bring her home

Unplayed pianoStill holds a tuneLock on the lid[?]In a stale, stale roomMaybe it's not that easyOr maybe it's not that hardMaybe they could release meLet the people decideI've got nothing to hideI've done nothing wrongSo why have i been here so long?

Unplayed pianosAre often by a windowIn a room where nobody [?] goesShe sits alone with her silent songSomebody bring her home

Unplayed pianosAre often by a windowIn a room where nobody [?] goesShe sits alone with her silent songsSomebody bring her home

Unplayed pianoStill holds a tuneYears pass byIn the changing of the moon